The two bodyguards should be familiar with the boss. Ni Bingyan followed the staff to put on equipment and saw them chatting.
The harder something is, the more you need to feel its beauty in the beginning. Later, when you realize how difficult it is, you won't give up so easily.
This routine is probably similar to raising children.
I didn’t teach her anything else at the beginning, I just let her go to the shooting range to have fun.
To be honest, Ni Bingyan is nervous and excited now.
The shooting range staff had seen many rookies like her and were very experienced.
After seeing her put on her equipment, I told her some precautions.
Considering that she was a foreigner, I was afraid that she might not understand, so I repeated the most important things three times.
"Remember, the gun must not be pointed at anyone! Anyone! You know? It doesn't matter if your safety is on or off! Okay?"
Ni Bingyan had no problem with the language. He just thought that this was their work process and needed to be confirmed again and again.
Every time the staff asked "Do you know?", she said "Yes!" with a serious face.
She was allowed to enter the shooting range only after she signed at the end, indicating that she understood the dangers of this behavior and would treat it with caution.
Wei Shujie laughed hard while watching, and couldn't help but cover his face while laughing.
Director Peter Lao specially arranged for a cameraman to come over to record her learning process, and naturally and faithfully recorded this scene.
After confirming that everything was correct, the group of people arrived at the shooting range, and the bodyguard also stopped chatting and followed.
Apart from being rich, Ni Bingyan had no apparent enemies. He hired bodyguards mainly to prevent kidnapping. The security pressure was not great, so the two of them acted quite relaxed.
After the staff carefully inspected the gun, they loaded the bullets for her and taught her the correct posture to hold the gun and how to aim.
Overall, very simple.
Ni Bingyan mastered it very well.
"Bang bang bang..."
Ten-meter target, pistol.
Simply used to boost self-confidence.
However……
"Sorry, they all missed the target."
The staff was stunned, the two experienced bodyguards next to them were stunned, and Ni Bingyan was also stunned.
This feeling is like a student who has just finished the college entrance examination. When estimating the score, he thought he was 600 or 700, but when he checked the score, the total score was 380.
That kind of disbelief, that kind of disillusionment, it’s really hard to accept!
I heard Sang Yuan say that Mr. Mad Dog of the King's Defense had absolute gun sense. He could hit anything within his sight range as long as he wanted to.
Ni Bingyan thought about whether she might also have something like an absolute gun sense.
After all, when Yuan Si'an taught her how to use hidden weapons on the set of "Zuishenglou", she was very accurate and quickly mastered the key.
When filming on the crew, she perfectly fulfilled the director's requirements.
Later in real life, she also proved her accuracy by throwing bags at criminals in the hospital.
As soon as she got started, it was still the closest target, a distance that was purely used to make the rich happy and build confidence for the rookies, but she didn't even hit the target with a single bullet!
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
I don't understand anything, and it's all a sudden burst of excitement from the beginning, but I'm just asking for humiliation.
This method is only suitable for geniuses, not her.
It took just a few minutes for Ni Bingyan to realize the reality that he was not a genius. He quickly changed his strategy and became down-to-earth.
For many things, geniuses rely on feeling, mediocrity relies on metaphysics, and diligent ordinary people will choose to believe in science for the first time.
The first shot finally hit the target, even if it just missed the target.
After taking a moment and calculating silently, Ni Bingyan cautiously fired the second shot.
This time I made progress. The bullet hole landed on the other side of the target, but moved further to the middle.
This kind of calmness with clear goals is terrifying and makes onlookers feel the pressure.
Originally, we came to watch a female celebrity from the East, who was said to have never touched a gun, shoot a gun. Everyone came with a playful attitude.
Now everyone's playful expressions have stopped.
We should treat such serious people more seriously, that is the proper attitude.
The goal is ahead, as long as you grit your teeth and work hard, you will continue to get closer.
Since we have chosen a distant place, we will not care about the wind and rain.
This kind of Eastern tenacity is often looked down upon by people.
Just like the hare looks down on the tortoise.
In this country that loves heroes and values individualism, people prefer geniuses.
But how many real geniuses are there?
Enjoying the beatings brought by hard-working talents is their daily life.
"Chinese people are always like this..."
Frank spread his hands and shrugged, expressing his opinion to the old customers around him: "She is very smart, look at it guys, she will create miracles."
He has been engaged in this industry for twenty-eight years, just like an old butcher who has been butchering pigs for twenty-eight years. In his eyes, whether a person can practice marksmanship well is like an old butcher judging how much meat a pig can produce.
Three rings, four rings, five rings, six rings...
When the last two shots were fired, they were both eight rings.
It seems that we have reached a bottleneck.
Many people unknowingly put their minds aside.
It's a bit exaggerated, but it's normal.
Hitting the eighth ring on a ten-meter target is really nothing.
Ni Bingyan put down the gun and rubbed his arm, which felt a little sore.
Finally, the endangered dignity was preserved to a certain extent.
When going abroad, Ni Bingyan always reminds himself not to embarrass the motherland.
Whenever people look down on Chinese people, she feels guilty.
So no matter what you do, you want to be the best.
No matter what she says or does, she reminds herself that she must be neither humble nor arrogant.
"Drink some water!"
Returning to the rest area, Duanmu Li unscrewed the water glass and handed it over.
Ni Bingyan put down his headphones, took them over and took a silent sip.
The reason why I brought Sister Li with me was largely for food safety.
Otherwise, if some Bichi adds some sesame or something to the cup, they will just treat you as a joke.
"How do you feel? Can you get used to it?"
In the first few days, Wei Shujie would stay with her here. Firstly, he was responsible for contacting the crew about some work, and secondly, he was afraid that she would not be used to life and wanted to accompany her.
It takes a month to practice shooting, which is quite hard when you think about it.
Wei Shujie wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to persevere, he was just worried that she was in a bad mood.
Working in a foreign country, with only Wang Biao and Duan Muli following me, the bodyguards are all unfamiliar. In the long run, trying to save others by yourself may lead to depression.
As we all know, artists are under high pressure at work and are particularly susceptible to mental illness.
There are many people who look sunny and cheerful, but secretly they have been taking antidepressants and fighting the disease.
Seeing that Sister Wei was concerned about him, Ni Bingyan screwed on the bottle cap and said calmly: "Don't worry, you will get the feeling gradually. Besides, the director's requirements are not high, as long as the movements are cool enough."
